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Good Things Comes In Trees
I stared up into a tree I had often seen but never looked at. Until now. I followed the arching grace and curve of its shimmering trunk and extravagantly naked lower branches. Multiple ringed arms reached up to hold aloft its rich canopy of a myriad yellow-green leafed open parasols, lit expertly from above by the day’s still ripening sun. I gazed for the first time at the algae and moss…
Spring Fever
Spring is well sprung and this airy bright March morning is bursting with possibility. The daffs are swaying, and the blossoming buds are shooting towards us from the apartments on the far side of the green. On their way to school. Alive and kicking, this little cackling army of boys, mostly, ignore the berating buggy mom lieutenants in charge as they advance down the path, before dashing across…
Lost In The Tower Of Trump
These days, I’m so frantically standing still I barely have time to scan the headlines or fuel my conspiracy theories. Then again, I hardly need to. Trump and co have so flooded the zone it really is hard to keep up, or know what the hell to believe anymore. Or who. Isn’t it enough to be working, bribing the kids and keeping TV, phone and overdraft expenditure this side of financially ruinous?…
Poo Are You?
This latest Blogfuscation was going to be a Facebook post to our local residents group. About the gobshites … sorry, people … in our estate who let their dogs out alone, and they poo everywhere. The dogs, not the gobshites. Though they might as well. A firm declaration of dissent figuratively nailed to the door of our Residents Group page like Martin Luther’s Ninety-five Theses nailed to the…
This WKD Game
What A Wicked Game You Play, SuperValu Voucher People
‘Oh, I gave my last chance to you Don’t hand it back to me, WKD Blue No, WKD Blue ‘Cause I’ve done all one man can do Don’t pass me up, oh, WKD Blue Ah, WKD Blue’ I know, I know, it’s Bitterblue… but definitely what Cat Stevens would have written if WKD Blue was around back in the day, before he went all holy and gave up the gargle altogether. Yusuf and his Technicolour Dream Hooch. WKD…
This WKD Game
What A Wicked Game You Play, SuperValu Voucher People
‘Oh, I gave my last chance to you Don’t hand it back to me, WKD Blue No, WKD Blue ‘Cause I’ve done all one man can do Don’t pass me up, oh, WKD Blue Ah, WKD Blue’ I know, I know, it’s Bitterblue… but definitely what Cat Stevens would have written if WKD Blue was around back in the day, before he went all holy and gave up the gargle altogether. Yusuf and his Technicolour Dream Hooch. WKD…
This WKD Game
What A Wicked Game You Play, SuperValu Voucher People
‘Oh, I gave my last chance to you Don’t hand it back to me, WKD Blue No, WKD Blue ‘Cause I’ve done all one man can do Don’t pass me up, oh, WKD Blue Ah, WKD Blue’ I know, I know, it’s Bitterblue… but definitely what Cat Stevens would have written if WKD Blue was around back in the day, before he went all holy and gave up the gargle altogether. Yusuf and his Technicolour Dream Hooch. WKD…
Tomorrow We Diet
Make Peace With Obese … Or Gut Riddance To These Blubber Belly Blues
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